Wittgenstein's poker все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
Comfort ZoneI sculpture lines of your perfect body
Completing them with instantly added bouquet of Bordeaux.
You know, just a pity corpse faints from loneliness
A little bit above third chord.
Help me in reaching this comfort zone.
Confusion versus my brain.
Another problem goes on
SurveillanceUnconscious,
Eyes are free.
Brain comes to be atrocious,
Wish some lack of serenity, but…
Something came in,
It is here,
It is covering me, it’s whispering me: